Luyện nghe bài hát Three The Hard Way

See Quick, I you man, once we get a beat man
Shit this right here
I got my Black for me, uh
I got my R.O.C. for me, uh

And y'all know who the I be
And for a time, I think niggaz been taking so so Def for a joke
But I that's why we rich
And niggaz broke

Y'all got one chance to flow, I let know
y'all stretch your mouth, I stretch my dough
Also stretch the on my Navigators
as the Olajuwon

Rock mine, a Phenomenon Mr. style
You get, uh, oh, here he is now
Dot to the O caughted, blow your shit
Dot to the C, you're me now?

y'all niggaz can't measure up
I'm here to get my cheddar and who mess it up?
Then I'mma blow rounds out, wet 'em up
For my dawgs like DMX who pound like

And Snoopy in the club at the groupies
the uzi tonight, flash the jewelry
And just post up we can't be
All my niggaz say, "What we don't give a

B-boy style, hot tical
Four, cal, check into the profile of a killa
Black my mellow, my ace playa get on the
Microphone and it please

I'm make y'all niggaz the heat homie
of y'all motherfuckers know me
Three a niggaz like T.O.N.Y.
All up in spot like Navy Seals, wave your steel

Lay shit down, clown, I'm for real
Spittin' Crips for chips, plant in your whip
I the pain to the game on the real tip what?
Hittin' niggaz just JFK

For the pounds and the bricks and yay, what I say?
Squeezing off, just to mash and off
motherfuckers shouldn't be so soft
Oh, you too type thug niggaz, you'll be so

niggaz, yo, I got no love, niggaz
Expect the worse, yo, check it, can make you see the
mama I'm about to break the button for the nurse
Niggaz don't want it but think they do
And soldiers should fuck with me and my crew, who?

You know I'm gonna make dance when I step in the club
Well, I know another way to 'em put their hands up
I the beat on, I cock the heat on
I got this party niggaz, we lock the street

You know I'm gonna make dance when I step in the club
Well, I another way to make 'em put their hands up
I the beat on, I cock the heat on
I got party niggaz, we lock the street corners

it come again, the Timbaland lacer
You trembling in the faces, hates us
Take us, come smooth the shit, rock jewelry
Mr. Antarctic

Watch an artist, move of the chartless
Cock automatic
So the safest thing for you to do is shut the up
Let my crew do this, uh, like this from the bricks and uh

You want NWK to get to ya
So you heard we make believers out of
Now we make murder out of sleepers
S to the motherfuckers, O to the S to the y'all
O to the D to the E F uck you 'cause we you
Y'all can't touch us

Assume my position 'cause papermaking's a
Straight motherfuckers when it's time to bust
flows with angel dust, all up in your spot
We got no things with us, kind of

Don't around and get caught in a verbal onslaught
'Cause I'm label your and my man Too $hort , oh, Lord
Getting one more time
For motherfuckers, who out on the run

I gotta get mine daily, can't let these motherfuckers me
That's just the way my made me
Top size rider the get go, known to spit flows
And keep them niggaz on their

I goes to the extremity blind weed and Hennessey
I know you don't remember me
Got the poetic and I stay diamond setted
over tracks like I'm Libyan, here's the past

Labeled a pussy, see her bounce
Shaking, moving, waiting, sipping the
What's up with None of y'all niggaz can fuck with Black
Motherfucker where's your at?
JD, my mellow my ace, get on the mic and rock, please

Nigga, I feel why you gon come if ain't on time
And ain't no need in coming out, if you ain't shine
That's why I am like I am with mine and y'all
While y'all keep it real, we keep it

Just clowning, pounding, around in
Some of the most elite shit to ever hit the
out how you like me now and I'm gettin' busier
I stay platinum while get dizzier

The difference between y'all is I get 'em out of their
And my techniques is out of your reach
Live and direct from the State
we make hits, deep grits and steak, homes laced
We hit the breaks, just continue to speed, stay in the lead
Y'all don't fuck with me?